[ And, while Pyrrha isn’t especially at her most observant, her eyes catch on the vibrant assortment of colours before anything else. Jaune is making a bit of a mess in his gesture, of course, but she is happily oblivious and sits up a little straighter.
The fact that he took his time, remembering her favourite flower, leaves a gentle lightness in her stomach. ]
action.
The fact that he took his time, remembering her favourite flower, leaves a gentle lightness in her stomach. ]
Oh, they’re beautiful.
[ She’s already reaching out for the flowers. ]
Thank you, Jaune.